After finding out who the cloaked pony was, Whaehonah decided that she needed a vacation away from the woods and the old town. She learned of a beautiful city on a mountain by eavesdropping on a conversation in ponyville. Whaehonah normally wouldn’t go into ponyville, but since nothing could see into the car, she didn’t see a problem with going into town as long as she was in her car. Deciding to go to the city called Canterlot, she gathered her necessities, got into the car and drove off. She went into ponyville to see about directions, hoping to find somepony who wouldn’t recognize her voice. Whaehonah spotted a rich looking pony, she pulled up next to the rich pony and rolled her window down just enough so she could talk to the pony.

“Sir, would you happen to know how I get to Canterlot?” She asked

“Yes mam, just head north, go up the mountain until you see the white and gold stone gate.” The pony said looking at the car with curiosity.

“Thank you.” Whaehonah replied.

Whaehonah pulled the compass out of her bag and placed it on the seat next to her. She drove out of ponyville and headed north along the train tracks, even though it wasn’t the safest thing to do, she still did it. She arrived in Canterlot without any issue. No issue until she almost hit a young mare, a young mare with a grass green coat and a brown mane and tail, she didn’t hit her but she brought the car to a skidding halt. Since nopony here would recognize her, she got out to check on the pony who was still standing there shaking.

“Are you alright mam?” Whaehonah asked

“Yes, but you almost hit me with that contraption of yours.” The pony replied

“I’m sorry mam, I should’ve been paying more attention, I didn’t intend to hit you.” Whaehonah apologized

“Well just be careful will you.?” The pony replied

“What’s your name?” Whaehonah asked

“Romance. Why?” She asked

“I’m Whaehonah and I just wanted to know.” Whaehonah introduced herself

“Well you’ve got my name now. Darn it imma be late.” Romance said looking at her watch

“I can give you a ride to your destination if you want.” Whaehonah offered

“No thanks I’ll teleport.” Romance said before vanishing

Whaehonah’s face turned into a look of surprise, she had never seen magic like that, but she still got back in the car and drove off to look for a place to stay for the night.

Whaehonah found an old dilapidated building in a neglected part of the city and prepared it for the night to come. The place was condemned, but Whaehonah didn’t care, it was a place to stay for a while.

After Whaehonah got her room prepared, she decided to look around, she started upstairs. Whaehonah found a couple bags of coins, two boxes of gems and a rusty typewriter, even though the typewriter was pretty useless she decided to take it. Whaehonah loaded her findings into the car and went back inside to search the first floor, she didn’t find anything of interest.

When Whaehonah was done scrounging through the condemned building, she went outside to look around the back of the place. As she rounded the corner, she was attacked, her attacker turned her over, it was a pony dressed in black armor. Whaehonah was having none of this, she threw a heavy punch, knocking the visor off his helmet, she turned the pony over on his back and pulled the helmet off his head, then she proceeded to bite his nose off, the pony screamed and struggled, but Whaehonah proved to be unnaturally strong, she then bit the pony’s throat, ripping his vocal chords out, once the pony was dead, she proceeded to eat him.

After finishing her meal, Whaehonah put the pony’s bones and armor in the back of the car, knowing what she did, she couldn’t let anypony find out. Once night fell, Whaehonah went to bed, but it wasn’t a restful night. The second she fell asleep, something didn’t feel right, Whaehonah felt like she was being watched, both in her sleep and in real life. Whaehonah woke up and walked out of the room, she looked down the hallway and could’ve swore she saw two red eyes looking at her, she went back in the room, grabbed her stuff and proceeded to walk to the front of the building, the whole time she felt like she was being followed, she dared not look back. The second she got outside, she opened the door of the car, put her stuff in and looked at the front door of the building, what she saw would forever haunt her for the rest of her days. It was a badly deformed filly, it had one very short back leg and a hoofless front leg, a paw in place of a front right hoof, it had no lips and it’s tail was long and had the mouth of a tatzelwurm on the end, she got in the car and sped off.

Author's Note

The green mare is not a character of my creation so please don’t give me grief about it.